The Last of Us AU// Open RP
Another week gone by, another week for the infection to grow and supplies to deplete. The party of scavengers set out, heading towards one of the nearby towns. It consisted of fifteen men from late thirties to fifties, save for a boy in his late teens, born after the infection spread twenty years ago. This was Ben's third time leaving their safe zone to help with the scavenging. Most of the time things went without a hitch, others they had to deal with runners, clickers and sometimes even raiders. This time seemed to be one of the more pleasant times.
Entering into the next town over the party split up, going into houses and searching for anything that would be useful. Ben was searching through his second house when he heard shouts outside. He froze for only a moment before he hid against the wall and carefully peeked out the window.
Raiders. They shot any man in the group that was out on the street and took their bags which now had a few supplies in them. Ben felt sick, seeing most of his group lying dead on the ground. The raiders searched a few of the nearby houses, killing anyone that was inside. Luckily not entering the one Ben had been hiding in. Once they returned to their vehicle, they shouted out to any that might still be alive, that they would be back and this was their chance leave before they themselves took off.
The teen stayed put in his hiding place for a long time even after the men had gone, until he heard a noise coming from the back of the house he was in. Quickly, picking up his rifle, Ben started towards the back of the house, as quietly as he could, shaking slightly in fear. He didn't know if it was someone from his group, a raider, zombie or even someone else. He resisted the urge to call out until he was sure the source of the noise was at least human.